The Black-robed Man chanted a spell under his breath, and an even more evil aura erupted from within him. His body swelled rapidly like an inflated balloon, and the golden magical net that had trapped him was on the verge of being torn apart!
"Oh no! He's going to detonate his core!" Elder Xuanfeng's expression changed drastically. Once such a vicious technique was unleashed, a radius of several miles would be flattened into a wasteland, and no one present would survive.
In the nick of time, a flash of inspiration struck Zhong Yun. He recalled records he had seen in ancient texts during his past life: although this vicious technique possessed tremendous power, it had one fatal weakness—the caster had to maintain an extremely high level of mental concentration, and once interrupted, they would suffer a terrible backlash!
Chapter 130